#why did we never get to see tommy on his nights out with paulie and/or sam ?

[mdemn]

yes, i love mde. yes, its my favorite of the mafia trilogy. yes, i can say with 100% conviction that objectively… tommy is not an interesting character. for him to be the protagonist, he sure does have no depth to his character written in the game

[tommytranselo]

ok im never gonna shut up ant Mafia: DE bc there are more questions than answers but like.

when Tommy is making his way to Paulies apartment, we hear two guys saying they heard a ruckus at the above their apartment (which is Paulie’s) and then Tommy goes into his apartment and hes lying facing AWAY from the door with two bullets in his temple but like… HOW?

Sam couldnt have shot him point blank bc then he would have fallen backwards wouldnt he? Paulie couldnt have been walking away/turned away from Sam bc the bullets would be in the back of his head. and the ruckus? did Sam and Paulie get into a scuffle before he was shot? everything was so neat in Paulies apartment when Tommy walked in. nothing was out of place. Sam couldnt have just waltzed into his apartment, shot him then left.

how did Sam get two in his temple without incapacitating him first? bc theres no way Paulie would have let Sam put a whole pistol against his fucking head without countering it/at LEAST trying to slap it away. did Paulie and Sam FIGHT before Paulie was killed? Did Sam get Paulie onto the ground before he shot him? am i dumb? is there something im missing? HELLO???

going to preface this with the fact i think the staging is more for dramatic effect than realism, but i’m gonna go full forensics here anyway (i don’t know about forensics and am talking out of my ass).  i’ve looked over the scene again trying to get a sense for what happened, and i’m gonna put this under the cut because it gets detailed.

firstly, the ruckus.  the guy says “again,” which means apparently paulie has a tendency to be rowdy at night, but that leaves a lot of possibilities open.  it also means that apparently this particular ruckus didn’t strike the neighbor as particularly unusual, and he doesn’t mention gunshots.  normally that should’ve been loud as hell and someone would’ve heard, so i assume sam’s gun had a suppressor, which doesn’t make the kind of “pew pew” sound from movies but instead sounds (from what i’ve been told) rather like a loud clap of the hands.  then, neighbor guy could’ve either not heard it at all, or heard it and not recognized it as a gunshot.  while it’s possible that was the ruckus (again, i think the line is purely foreshadowing), two loud clapping noises and then nothing for the rest of the night doesn’t seem like much of a disturbance to me, so i do think it’s very possible they argued, or perhaps that paulie was drunk (celebrating presumably) and excited to see sam, so he got loud.  the money’s gone as well, so some of the noise could’ve been sam rummaging for it.

secondly, the positioning of the body.  i kind of assumed the marks on paulie’s forehead were exit wounds–entry wounds wouldn’t necessarily be super noticeable, though i guess you would expect at least a little blood on the back of the head...if he was shot through the back of the head, i assume what happened was that he let sam into the apartment and started to walk away.  sam drew his gun but hesitated to pull the trigger, and paulie, sensing something wrong, started turning to look; that’s when sam shot.  he would’ve had to be standing at an angle, because he’s laying at a right angle from the door, so there’s basically no room for sam to have actually been standing behind him and it makes no sense for him to have been over there. however, if he shot paulie in the temple rather than the back of the head, paulie likely would’ve been between sam and the door; i don’t see why he would’ve turned his head as he fell.  in this case i do see a strong possibility that sam got him on the ground before killing him–maybe he hit him across the back of the head with the gun and then, standing over him (maybe walking around to look him in the face), pulled the trigger.  in fact, since his feet are in the corner (which means that’s where he was standing when he fell), i think sam would’ve had to get him on the ground to be able to shoot from that angle (otherwise there’s a wall in the way, and while it’s very possible to shoot through it, there are no bullet holes and i doubt his aim would be so precise).  paulie’s body is still in the foyer, which means the lack of signs of a struggle might just be from lack of things to knock over, though there is a tipped-over trash can in the corner of the living room which sam could’ve bumped into if he was standing in that area.

you’re right that sam didn’t just shoot and leave–like i said, he took the money too.  i will say though, the fact paulie was killed in the foyer (the lack of blood anywhere else makes me highly doubt he was dragged there) makes me think sam shot him either right after arriving or right before leaving.  they could’ve argued–sam could’ve told him salieri found out about the bank job and was demanding a cut.  he obtains the money and then, as he’s making for the door, attacks paulie.  i expect there would’ve been shouting if sam had hit him, too.  the one issue with that, though–paulie’s resting expression is calm, and his eyes are open.  he doesn’t look afraid to me.

either way...tbh, it’s kind of a weird position for him to be laying in.  he could’ve taken that shot from the door and the bullet could’ve come out the temple if paulie were standing at an angle (like i said, starting to turn), or sam could’ve knocked him to the ground first.  i don’t think the devs gave too much forensic consideration to be honest; paulie lying there in the hall is a striking image, and i’m assuming that was the priority.

[naomana]

69, hunter/predator, Sam, Tommy, Paulie

Full prompt list here

Adding more to the Yandere Tommy story >:3

TW: Pffff there's a lot. Violence, coercion, manipulation, assault, death threats etc.

It is super long :'D but you know me, I can't get straight to the point

Pair of rushed footsteps resonating through the otherwise silent woods. Night sky above their heads and moon hidden behind thick clouds were making everything a lot harder. As if it wasn't hard enough, both of them too weak to stay on feet for so long, adding multiple injuries and unfamiliarity of the terrain. The only reason why they were able to get so far was thanks to Sam's sharp thinking.

"I can't. Sammy! I can't run any more." Paulie stopped, leaning against a tree with short breath. He could barely keep up on his shaky feet, yet alone run. Sam on the other hand, despite having more injuries than Paulie, wasn't ready to throw the towel down yet. He was running on pure determination not to go back to that. To Tommy, completely detached from the world, sick in head beyond repairable. "C'mon Paulie. You know what he'll do to us if we're caught. We have to run."

Sam grabbed Paulie's shoulder firmly, making Paulie look up with uncertainty in his face. After all, he wasn't treated so badly, when and if he behaved. And for most of the parts, he behaved, because Tommy made him believe he had nothing left in the world, nothing. Not even Sam. Which turned out to be a lie. Everything turned out messy and he felt conflicted.

"Paulie. C'mon, we gotta go." He grabbed his wrist, ready to drag him if necessary, but Paulie snapped his hand out of the grip. He had no fucking clue what was a lie and what wasn't.

His previous happiness from seeing Sam, and the idea of escape, died rather quickly. He was now staring at confused Sam, moved out of the way when he tried to grab him again. "Paulie. We don't have time. He'll wake up soon and look for us. I know you don't want to go back."

"What the fuck would you know about what I want?! Sam. Tommy was right, wasn't he? You came to my place to kill me, didn't you?" Paulie was staring at him, holding his aching side. The sharp pain from the run was slowly fading away, indicating they stopped for longer then they could afford. In their situation, every second was precious time they could use to escape further from their former friend's grasp.

Sam stood there, unable to say a word. He didn't want to talk about it, ever. He just wanted to carry on running, until they were both safe. Together. "We really have to go Paulie."

"I'm not going anywhere until you answer my fucking question, Sam! I need to know!"

The sound of branches snapping under somebody's weight reached both their ears and Sam was down desperation to make that idiot move. By any cost. "I'd never do that. He just filled your head with bullshit that would keep you obedient. Paulie, please." He reached out his hand and Paulie had a quick look over his shoulder, before grabbing it.

The guilt he felt was lingering through his core, as he dragged Paulie right behind him. Ignoring his feet hurting because he was barefoot. Ignoring his lungs burning, because he was so out of form, thanks to constantly sitting on his ass locked up like a damn prisoner, when all he did was.. How the fuck was he supposed to tell Paulie he had no choice? That the night before he was supposed to kill him, he couldn't sleep, just drink. And rarely drank, at least not beyond his limit, but that night he drank until he puked all over the place. Because he had to come to terms with losing Paulie, before actually losing him. He could never tell him, not without actually losing him. They were long gone from Salieri's grasp, if they could get away from Tommy's, they could start over. Just the two of them.

They could already hear Tommy's angry voice piercing the bushes. He wasn't far behind them, hunting them down like a damn prey. There was no chance they could make it, not in their states. Not both of them at least. But if one of them managed to get him of their tracks, either tackled him to cause delay, or shift his attention, one of them could make it. One of them could make it and that one had to be Paulie, because Sam was in a lot worse shape then him. He could live with being locked up for rest of his life, if it meant Paulie would walk free.

There wasn't any other choice. Maybe he just felt too guilty to think of anything else, regardless of that he stopped behind massive tree and leaned his back against it, pressing Paulie on his chest. He was huffing, clearly reaching his limit. But he could make it if Sam could buy him enough time. Heck, he already came to the terms there was no hope for their love. Shouldn't hurt him more than the first time. "Paulie, listen to me."

Paulie looked up, clearly disagreeing with his idea before he even managed to speak out through his tighten throat. As if he was thinking the exact same thing. And seeing his face, he knew there and then he was right. Of course Paulie thought of it. But before he could speak up, Sam pressed his lips against his, silencing any possible protest. "You gotta go Paulie."

"And leave you behind?" Paulie frowned, neither of them should go back to Tommy. And why are they even thinking like bunch of idiots? Even injured, they were still two-on-one, they could take Tommy down. Even with a gun and all.

Sam pushed him away, having completely different opinion about it. If there was even smallest chance they wouldn't be able to take him down, there was no chance of escape for neither of them. And hearing Tommy's voice getting closer and closer, he knew he had no other choice but to mess up Paulie's already conflicted mind. He couldn't stay with Sam, and definitely couldn't go back to Tom. "I lied. I fucking lied. Salieri found out about the bank job and sent me to kill you. Both of you. I went over to your place, but you were already gone. Tom got to you first. I don't deserve anything else Paulie."

Only Tommy's never ending angry shouting broke the silence that occured between them. Paulie stopped trying to get closer to Sam again, stopped trying to touch him and just stood there, staring. Was he serious? Was he just making it up to make him move? His head was a complete mess, he had no idea what to believe anymore. "Go. And don't look back." Sam pushed him gently just to make him move, before turning around and running the direction they just ran away from.

Tommy stopped for a second, just to catch his breath, squeezing gun in his hand. He was beyond pissed, pretty sure he would put a bullet or two in both their heads if he'd get his hands on them at that moment. He did everything for them, kept them safe, fed and well looked after and as thanks got tricked with sleeping pill and escaped prisoners. Sam and his sneaky mind, breaking him was almost impossible. No matter the approach, he never fully submitted to Tommy, causing more and more injuries for himself.

"Fuck." Tommy cussed, taking a deep breath in before moving again. They couldn't be far. They were in such a bad shape when it came to running, they couldn't make it so far. But again, he had no fucking idea how long he was knocked out for. They could have been gone for hours, he might never find them. Would they go to police to get him arrested? "Fuuuuck!"

He couldn't stand to lose them like that. It was unbearable. They were together for so many years, he kept them together for even longer after Salieri tried to break them apart.

Movement ahead of him caught his attention and he stopped to have a better look, realising Sam was right there, leaning against a tree, completely unaware of his presence. But where was Paulie? Was it just a trap? Was Paulie hiding somewhere, ready to jump him once he'd get closer to Sam?

Then Sam looked up, right his way and his shoulders dropped, clearly disappointed to see him there. That made him furious again and he rushed to him, grabbing his collar and smacking his face strongly, before he had any chance to speak up. "Where's Paulie?"

"T-Tom. Please, just calm down." Another smack, even stronger than the first one, almost made him lose his balance, if it wasn't for Tommy holding him up. "Where. Is. Paulie?" He asked again, slamming his back against the tree. "I don't know. Please, we can talk about it." Sam tried to touch his hands in order to calm him down, trying to shift his attention from Paulie and his attempt to escape, leaving Sam behind.

Tommy pushed his hands away and slammed him on the tree again, pressing the muzzle of his gun against his cheek. "Where. Is. My. Paulie?" Sam swallowed harshly when he realised he just pulled the safety off, getting ready to actually shoot him in the face. "Tommy, please. Please, can we talk? Tommy? Tommy!" Oh no. No no no. He couldn't just shoot him like that, could he? Not because he was afraid of death, but because that wouldn't give Paulie any time to run. And he had to give him as much time as possible.

"The only thing we can talk about is Paulie's whereabouts." Tommy said coldly and Sam nodded in hopes he'd lower his gun. "O-okay. Yeah. We can talk about Paulie. Just please, please, put the gun down." His pleading came to an end with relieved sigh when Tommy put the safety back on. "Which way-" Sam wouldn't let him finish, pressing his lips on Tommy's in desperate attempt to shift his mind from Paulie. He was pushed away, just to try his second attempt, landing on cold shove against the tree and Tommy's fingers wrapped around his throat.

"I've had enough of your lies and manipulations, Sam. I tried to be patient, I tried to be nice to you but you just won't listen. Have it your way then. If you care about Paulie so much to offer your life, then he will get punished for your fuck ups. You have last chance to tell me which way he went, before I put bullet through his brain once I find him. Because I will do it Sam, you pushed me too far."

"Tommy. Please, it was all my idea. I made him run away, I forced him! Please, please don't punish him." This time his pleading landed on deaf ears, he barely dodged Tommy's attempt to knock him out. He was dead serious. He was about to drag Sam back and kill Paulie. "Wait! That way, he went that way!" Tommy's hand with his gun stopped mere inches from his face, slowly looking the way Sam was pointing to. "You better not be lying Sam. Now be a good boy and put your hands behind your back."

Sam watched as Tommy pulled off the rope from his shoulder and quickly put his hands behind his back when Tommy looked his way. He was pushed against the tree again, hands tied up around it so he couldn't run away. He could try to move his hands up and down in attempt to somehow cut the rope, but considering his shoulders were already aching after bare seconds of being tied up, there was no chance he could move them for long enough.

Tommy's hand gently rubbed against the red spot on his face, before placing firm kiss on his dry lips. "This is actually fun. All the chasing made me pretty worked up Sammy. Maybe I should hunt you like a prey once in a while." He pressed his lower half against Sam's body, true to his words he was pretty hard. "I'd fuck you now and here, but Paulie is lost and I have to find him so we can go home." Tommy kissed him again, before knocking him out so he could go and find Paulie.

He ran the direction Sam gave him, hoping he wasn't stupid enough to lie, and sure enough, couple of minutes later he found Paulie. Just sat on the floor, sobbing. His anger was instantly gone, he rushed to him to make sure he wasn't injured. "Paulie. What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

Paulie looked up at him, still scared of him but there was nobody else to comfort him. Nobody, he had nobody but Tom.

"N-no. I'm fine. I just.. Tom. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He wrapped his hands around Tommy's neck, burying his face in his chest and Tommy lovingly caressed his hair with all tenderness he had left in him. "I know Sammy made you do it. I know you wouldn't run away from me from your own will. He's just really good at manipulating people."

"Please don't be angry. I'm really sorry." Paulie sobbed some more and Tommy placed soft kiss into his hair. "I'm disappointed more than anything. I gave you everything Paulie. Things I never gave anybody, not even Sarah."

"I know." Paulie tighten the grip around his shoulders, trying to get to him even closer. Desperately trying to get the soft and caring Tommy back, so he wouldn't be punished because he trusted Sam more then he should have. "Told you things I never told anybody. Fuck, I am really disappointed."

"I'm really sorry." Paulie breathed out, only now realising his knee was pressing against Tommy's crotch. He was hard. That realisation made his heart flutter, he must have not been that disappointed, right?!

"Tommy." There was always one thing he could give Tommy to make him happy. Because happy Tommy meant food, water, warmth and love. That's what he wanted to come back to. "Shh. We're going home Paulie."

"You are hard Tommy. I can help you with that." Paulie looked up at him, seeing Tommy's expression soften and he just went for it. Pressing his lips against Tommy's, kissing him hungrily while his hands ran free against his body, slowly unzipping his pants.

"That's my Paulie." Tommy murmured into his lips, letting Paulie wrap his fingers around his hard dick, giving it couple of strokes before pushing him down on the floor, just how he loved it. There was nobody in the world that could give him what Paulie could. He loved Sarah, dearly, but so did he love Paulie and Sammy, despite his never ending disobedience. And Sarah was a woman and could never give him what other men could, not like Paulie anyways.

His pants were pulled down, knees held up, almost touching his face as Paulie pushed himself inside of him, both moaning loudly. Little branches and sharp stones were digging into his exposed back, but he paid no attention to it. He was more occupied with Paulie's dick, plundering his ass the way he needed it.

Paulie leaned over, kissing him again as he was getting close. He was trying to hold it in, so he wouldn't disappoint Tommy even more, but strong squeeze around his cock informed him it wasn't necessary anymore. Tommy came, fast and hard and so did Paulie, only couple of seconds later.

When Sam finally woke up, he was being carried on Tommy's shoulder, tied up so he wouldn't try to escape again. Paulie was slowly wobbling beside Tommy, squeezing his free hand as if his life depanded on it. "Paulie." Sam whispered and yelped in pain, when Tommy threw him up on his shoulder to shut him up. "Shh. We're almost home. Then we can talk, just like you wanted." He let go of Paulie's hand, just so he could slap Sammy's defenceless buttock and wrapped his hand around Paulie's shoulder, pulling him closer for another loving kiss.

Paulie was always easy to pursue, way too easy. That's what made him so lovable. At the same time he had to keep an eye on him more than anybody else, because anybody couldn't try to snatch him away. The fact he tried to escape with Sam was only proof of it, because once he realised what was Tommy doing for him, he didn't try to escape.

The idea of slowly allowing them to share bit of time together was forever buried under the fear of losing them. He'd never let them see each other again, and based on Paulie's face, he had no desire to see Sammy again.

What kind of expression was Sammy making was a mystery for him, but it didn't matter. He'd keep him forever and ever, even if he didn't want to. After all, Sam had nobody left either, nobody but Tommy. Tommy who was more than happy to keep him, loving him. He just had to behave, just like Paulie was, and everybody would be happy. Nobody would have to get punished ever again. Just let Tommy love them his own twisted way.

[dalekofchaos]

As much as I love Mafia:Definitive Edition. I feel like there could’ve been more.

Focus on Tommy’s family life prior to joining Salieri’s family. If we could learn about Vito’s family life in Mafia II. I see no reason why we couldn’t for Tommy. Okay originally I came up with my own backstory for Tommy, but found out there was a backstory for Tommy. From Tommy’s wiki Tommy was born in Sicily on April 5, 1900, the third and youngest child of Marco Angelo, Sr., a plantation supervisor, and Maria Angelo. He had two older siblings: Marco Jr. and Isabella. The Angelos emigrated to America in 1904 when Tommy was four years old, after the plantation was foreclosed by a moneylender which sent the Angelos into poverty. Tommy and his family then arrived at Empire Bay on Christmas Day after a month at sea, eventually settling in Lost Heaven. Tommy's father found work at the Lost Heaven Harbor where he worked for fifteen years until his death. Aside from that, I really wish we got to see Tommy’s relationship with his mother and siblings. 

More on Tommy’s relationship with Sarah. Really wish we could’ve seen more Tommy and Sarah interactions. First date, their wedding and their first time and seeing Tommy spending time with Sarah and his children. Just Angelo domestic stuff before Tommy has to do time.

More on his friendship with Sam and Paulie. I know it’s the core theme of the game, but I feel like more could’ve been done. Just seeing them working rackets together without Morello putting the squeeze on them. Having fun in their Night Clubs. Seeing Tommy and Sam being elevated to Capo. and Paulie just being Paulie lol

Show more of the Salieri-Morello war. I feel like not enough was shown. Sure we killed Sergio and Ghillotti and eventually Morello himself. But we never got to see the full scale war. It felt small. So my proposal see the Morello family hitting the bar and eventually Tommy, Paulie and Sam hit them back. The mission would end with Tommy, Sam and Paulie wacking Lou and Dino and torching Morello’s bar to the ground. I think this is something that should have happened cause we never got to see Lou and Dino again after the second mission and I think it would be Tommy properly paying them back for trying to kill him. 

More of the life of seeing The Salieri Family on on top in Lost Haven. See how it affects Tommy, Sam, Paulie, Sarah, Ralphie, VInnie and Luigi. 

Show Tommy surviving prison. Evading and stopping every attempt on his life in prison.

Finally, show the trial of Don Ennio Salieri. Show us Tommy’s testimony. These quotes from Mafia II’s loading screen  could’ve been used “I became a criminal because I did not want to become a victim. Lost Heaven is rotten to its core. Even the police and politicians are in hock to Mr. Salieri or his associates. And a wider network most certainly exists between gangs in other American cities and even overseas. I am describing a way of life that was brought over from the lemon groves of Palermo fifty years ago and hasn't changed one bit - an honored society which operates above the law. I witnessed at least fifteen occasions where murders were sanctioned by Ennio Salieri himself. He orders the deaths of his employees and clients in the same way that a gardener pulls weeds from his flower bed. At all times we operated with layers of deniability. The boss passed orders down the ranks, and each rank distanced itself from the crime. Mugs like me and Paulie took the risks, while the top guys sat comfortably and safely in their homes. Bootlegged alcohol brought in a lot of money, but that wasn't it. I knew pimps, loan sharks, forgers, and smugglers who operated under license from Salieri and kicked money back to him. When you are a member of these gangs, your life is based on violence and will most likely end violently. Very few men who choose this line of work die a natural death. Ennio Salieri preys on people's fears of losing what they have, so they become obedient to the protection he promises them. If a regular guy like me could kill the most powerful man in the city, what good was all his power? It seemed to me that no matter how strong someone is, there'll always be somebody stronger to clip his wings. When you work for the mafia, you're respected by the people you meet. Everybody knows you can help them, but you can also destroy their lives. The choice is yours. Most guys get into this line of work because of a thirst for power. They don't care about anybody's rules other than their own. Look at what happened during Prohibition - a handful of poor, uneducated immigrants from Sicily became stronger than all the laws, courts, and police here in the States. That took some doing. You know, the world isn't run by laws written on paper. It's run by people - some according to laws, others not. It depends on each individual how his world will be, how he makes it. There is no such thing as honor among thieves. These men take oaths of loyalty, but to their bosses these pledges are simply means to sanction murder and justify reprisals. The guy who wants too much risks losing absolutely everything. Of course, the guy who wants too little from life might not get anything at all.“ Could’ve done more to word it better, but you get the picture.  Also Imagine if we got to see Tommy doing this at the end of the game, boy imagine the looks on Don Salieri’s face

[chocolatetakoyakis]

🚬 MAFIA DELUXE EDITION / 2 GAMES HEADCANON 🚬

⚫️ Seeing Their Cute Waitress/ Waiter Crush being in trouble ⚫️

Tommy :

please ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you Mr the Knight with a shining armor who’s immediately entering the fight when he saw a drunk idiot messing with you. He came a Few time at the bar and noticed your kindness and beautiful hair. you’re not always serving him but he always notices you.

He didn’t think about anything and rushed toward you without a plan under the eyes of Paulie and Sam who were lost like “ Where ta fuck is this man going ?” ( they were eating together and Tom was the only one who’s head was in your direction )

He expected you to be scared and defenseless against your ennemy however he stopped his race when he saw you brutally grabbing the tie / suspenders of the man to put him at your level. You looked PISSED and you were ! you said something to the guy’s ear which made him look toward Tommy and ran away

Our beloved Taximan walked to you curiously while your face expression relaxed a bit. collecting ALL HIS COURAGE he approached you shyly. “ It’s a very strong grip you got here Miss / Man, but I don’t think that’s what scared him right ?” You couldn’t help but smile at the man in front of you. Putting your hair behind you ear ( which literally killed Tom inside ) you answered : “ Thank you Sir, I just told him to not touch me unless he wants to be bitten up by the handsome gentleman who just get up of his seat to save me” You said that with humour which made Tom chuckle a little before asking you if you were ok. You thanked him by offering coffees to his table and you guys started to sympathize.

Paulie :

Have you ever seen Chaos ? Like pure Chaos ? Well Let le introduce you Paulie. This man made you his dream girl / boy the moment he first saw you at the bar. He is always so awkward and clumsy when you take his order which made you notice him because he is so cute under his Mafias’capo appearance. So Fucking with you next to him is a BIG BIG BAD IDEA !

Will not even let you take care of it. Without a warning, he just gave a HUGE headbutt to the man and made him fall unconscious. Feeling anger toward him, Paulie wanted to slap him until he wake up and APOLOGIZE to you but it didn’t work

When he noticed you were watching him, Paulie freaked out and started to stutter incomprehensible things. You only took his hands and thanked him for helping you. THE ACTION MADE HIS DAY and baby boy was already seeing you marrying him

«  Thank you so much sir... but what are we gonna do now ? » Paulie didn’t understand «  For what ? » you laughed and answered : «  Well I can’t welcome customers with an unconscious man on the floor right ? Can you help me moving him to the back alley ? » «  Oh..Y..Yeah sure » you took his hands while Paulie took his legs and you dragged the man behind the bar under Sam and Tommy’s eyes who were thinking you two were hopeless but funny together ( btw you two accidentally bumped the man into all the doors of the bar lol )

Sam :

Sam noticed you the first time he came with Paulie and Tommy. Now he likes coming in the bar only to see you and only ordering a coffee or something to eat while eyeing you from his seat. However he never talked to you. One night you were doing your service and he noticed a customer who was very very very insistent about spending the night with the you

Your kind answers surprised him because any woman he knows ( mostly strippers and Sarah but anyway ) would have already slap this man in the face. He kinda liked your calm and distinguished way of saying you were not interested ( it reassured him in a way, just in case one day he ask you for a date or something )

The man finally stopped talking to you and let you do your work. But he still had a smirk on his face which immediately alarmed Sam. Later in the evening you were gone in the street to take out the trash and the customers smirked even more and followed you to harm you. of course you defended yourself by kicking him between his legs. You ran toward the bar to feel safe but he got the time to took your arm and was bringing you to an abandoned street.

That’s when Sam appeared and took the man’s arm and said : “ When a woman /man says No it’s fucking No you Fucker !” You’re not sure but by hearing the customers screams, Sam may have broke his hands in the moment. He made him apologize to you on his kneels for making you uncomfortable and let him leave. “ Thank you Sir... That’s really Nice...” “ If you see this idiot near the bar again, just tell me ok ?” He said that while taking your cheek in his hands while escorting you back to the bar. You finally introduced yourself and he did the same. One week later he asked you for a date. ( if that happened when he was with Paulie and Tommy, he would have found the Man again to Beat him to death for messing with you and weak persons in general...I mean that’s what he did even if he was alone aha...Kinda Yandere type lol )

Vito :

Vito is nice, Vito is cool, Vito is handsome. So he noticed you of course the first time he went to the bar BUT honestly YOU were the first one who “fell” for him. It amused him, that you were always the one serving him no matter how many waitress / waiters were in the bar. He understood you were attracted to him pretty fast and he was proud. So expect Smirks and winks from him each time you’re welcoming him.

To be honest you were the cutest girl / boy of the bar and every customers would agree. Some of them quickly became jealous of Scaletta for always having you for his coffee and the amazing smiles you gave him. one day a fight started ( yup girl / man because of you )

a drunk man forced you to sit on his laps and it angered Vito who took your arm and moved you to his torso while OF COURSE putting a gun toward the Man. ( Vito is also a Savage )

“ I was not in the mood, Don’t mess with my favorite Waitress / waiter ok Dickhead ?” The customers didn’t expect Vito to have a Damn weapon on him and leaved the bar. “ Hum...Thank you Mr. Scaletta...But please put your Gun down you could harm yourself...” realizing you were still in his arms, he chuckled a bit and kissed you forehead before coming back to his seat “ Cute girl / boy”. Trust me he came even more often after this

Joe :

Humm Well. Joe thinks everything is HIS and unfortunately you are a part of this. Same as the others, your beauty almost killed him the first day he came to the bar. After some time he got frustrated you didn’t noticed him and always ended up being drunk at the counter with an exasperated Vito next to him. He basically get drunk for you to notice him....Right... However he never EVER talked to you, too ashamed of his loser attitude.

One night he was here with Vito again drinking when he heard someone yelling at you because of the price of the beer in the bar. The man was making a Big deal about nothing ( and damn you can’t chance the price lol ) which really angered Joe. Our boy jumped on the customers and told him to shut the fuck up while punching him in the face.

“ don’t you fucking yell at this beautiful waitress / Cute waiter you heard me Son of Bitch” you blushed hard and also looked at Vito like “ man, control your friend, he is gonna kill him” anyway the man and his friends leave the bar and you ended up nursing Joe who received some punches as well

He will probably fall asleep on you and Vito will take him home with a little sorry as apologize for the mess. You still Thanked them and wish Vito good Luck with Joe. Days later, they came back and you teased Joe about that night and eventually became friend with them. Joe did it ! Being drunk and saving you made you notice him and now he was happy !

Henry :

Let’s start with basics : Henry is the owner of the place. You didn’t know because you got the job by being interviewed by one of his man. That’s why he was surprised when he came to get a coffee and saw a cute new waitress / waiter he never saw before. He found you hella Cuuuute even if you’re probably younger than him. He never told you he was your boss and let you serving him each time he was here.

One day, in the morning a man came in drunk as fuck ( probably from a party ) and started messing with you while talking nonsense. Henry was here, staring at the scene and the man noticed him too. As the drunk ass was coming to annoy Henry, you quickly stepped between them asking the man not to mess with customers. He hardly pushed you in the floor and was about to slap you. “ don’t you dare tell me what to do you Bitch”

Henry’s eyes were red of anger. He stopped the guy by giving him his best kick. Still on the floor, he offered you his hand to help you. “ thank you so much Sir, I am so sorry that happened !” Seeing pure kindness in your eyes, he smiled and patted your head. With a simple mouvement of eyes, he asked his men you guessed to take care of the drunk man on the floor. They put him in a car and were waiting for Henry.

You sighed “ My boss will probably kill me for the mess” he looked surprised and answered “ don’t worry your pretty little head about this, Francisco will not tell you anything cutie, I’ll explain it to him” you were surprised he knew the name of your “ boss” however you only let him go without a word. “ see you next week cute girl / Boy” was the only thing he said before getting in his car and leave. When your “ Boss” came back he explained to you that Henry was the Big Boss and you immediately felt ashamed about everything happened. Now when he comes, Henry always teases you for not knowing who’s your real Boss.

[darling-i-read-it]

Leather Pants

Jimmy Conway x reader

Word Count: 800

Warnings: insinuations to sex

Author’s Note: mob wives this ones for you @sweet-hot-latte​ @robert-de-niro-only-fans​ @yesbelladoesstuff​

Summary: you, Paulie’s niece, come in for a visit 

Genre: fluff

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director 

(not my gif)

Jimmy Conway was a man of many trades. He was a man who could protect who he wanted with ease. He could get what he wanted when he wanted. It was simple and everyone knew it.

Jimmy watched you from across the street. You were talking to Tommy and you were not laughing. Granted, you didn’t look like you were having the worst time of your life. Instead you were just listening, nodding. You looked amazing. From across the street he could tell those leather pants were tight and your bubble gum that you kept popping was pink.

Tommy continued to drone on like no one's business.

Jimmy stared, wondering who you were and more importantly, why he had no idea who you were. Henry stood beside him and Jimmy nudged him, pointing over to you and Tommy. Henry looked over at Jimmy and away from his conversation.

“Yeah?”

“Who’s that?” Jimmy asked. You finally laughed and that was when Henry looked over at you first.

“Oh that’s Paulie’s niece. She came in last night.”

“How come we haven’t heard of her till now?” Jimmy asked. Henry shrugged and looked over at where Paulie was standing across the street in the bar. 

“I dunno. Assuming because she lived in Italy or wherever her whole life I don’t know,” Henry said, shrugging. 

“Tommy seems to know her real well.”

“Tommy can know anyone real well in under ten minutes if he tries hard enough,” Henry jokes. He was right. But still, Jimmy felt a stab of unfounded jealousy at Tommy’s relationship with you. You walked across the street, waving at Jimmy and Henry as you came over. Henry raised an eyebrow.

“You think she can hear us?” he asked jokingly. 

You walked up and held out your hand to shake. Jimmy shook it first, then Henry. You looked them both up and down a few times. 

“Henry,” you guessed and he nodded which made you smile. “Then you must be the infamous Jimmy Conway. I’m Y/N, Paulie’s niece,” you said happily. Your smile could light up a whole room. Jimmy would move the seas for that smile right then and there. The man was already planning the wedding.

“Very nice to meet you,” Henry said. “Paulie was like a dad to me when I was younger.” 

“That’s what he said. I suppose you’re almost like my cousin,” you suggested with a smile. Your upper teeth bit your lower lip just subtly as you smiled at Jimmy.

“We’ve never heard of you,” Jimmy said.

“Paulie didn’t know about me for a while,” you promised. “Then when he did I was too far away. But I’m here now!” Jimmy nodded, chuckling lowly.

“Glad to hear it. You ever been here before?” You shook your head.

“No, otherwise you would have heard of me earlier,” you promised. He nodded.

“I believe it.” 

“Why? You wanna show me around Conway?” He raised an eyebrow at your forwardness. You definitely felt like Paulie’s niece that was for sure. 

“I’m just saying I got the night free,” he said. You popped your bubblegum and nodded, smiling lightly. 

“Well then I suppose it would be an insult to not give you something to do tonight,” you suggested. Jimmy shrugged, nodding. Henry laughed and walked between the two of you to get into the shop you were standing in front of.

“Be safe Jimmy,” Henry scoffed walking past you. Jimmy hit the back of his head but you just laughed and shrugged.

“He’s right. We don’t want any kids until at least the fourth date,” you said with a small mischievous smile. Jimmy gave you a look and you gave him one back.

“Who said it was a date?” 

“I did. Just now,” you said happily. “Any objections, your honor?” you teased. He shook his head and leaned his head back, sticking his chin out in an impressed smile.

“No, I don’t think so,” he said. You nodded, smiling.

“I’ll see you in the bar tonight?”

“Sounds like a date doll.”

He watched you walk back across the street to Tommy and was pleased to have confirmed that your leather pants were in fact tight. He smiled and turned back to go tell Henry.

[ladyshandioftheendless]

~KISS AU writings 21~

My brain doesn’t wanna leave this story alone lately! Hope you’ve been enjoying so far! <3

~Shandi

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~MODEL AU Part 8~

Featured Pairing: Bruce Kulick/Paul Stanley

Special Guests: Ace Frehley, Tommy Thayer

Summary: Bruce helps Paul finally heal an old wound. (told from Bruce’s POV)

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While I’m pouring myself a drink I hear a knock at my door. Wow, I didn’t expect him to get here so quickly. Then again he is driving that awesome Corvette~ When I open the door I have to keep my jaw from dropping. He looks amazing. His fur jacket. Those leather pants that hug his curves. He can look fabulous without even trying. He has more style in one finger than Vince Neil could ever hope to have in his entire body. He sighs as he moves past me and falls onto the couch, patting the empty space beside him. “C’mon over here. We need to talk.” He sounds serious which only makes my anxiety sky rocket. Did he lose his job? Mr. Criss wouldn’t be that heartless would he? I hold my glass tightly as I sit down. “Okay..what’s the bad news?” He gives me a little smile. “Well..I’m not really sure how to classify this. It’s not good..but it could be. It’s not bad either..but it could be. I’m reading through Runway this morning and a particular little ad caught my eye.” He unfolds the page he ripped out of the magazine and shows it to me. It was an ad for a PR firm that specialized specifically in model affairs. Was this..important somehow? “I’m..not sure I understand..” 

“It’s okay..I didn’t either at first. I was just going to dismiss it. Then I saw the name.” I take a closer look. The firm was called Space Ace International. Oh.

“OH.”

“Yeah..” 

He takes the page and looks at it again before folding it back up. The expression on his face is unreadable. I want to help but I have no idea what I can do. He leans over and lays his head on my shoulder. “The main office is here in California. In Hollywood. I’m..thinking of going.” I think I know what he has in mind. “You..want me to come with you?” He nods. “I’d appreciate that. I’m definitely going to need your support for this.” I wrap my arm around him and hold him close. “You should spend the night then. We can leave in the morning.” He laughs. “I was hoping you’d say that. I have my overnight bag in my car~” Oh boy, a trip to see Paul’s ex. What could go wrong? 

The next day we take Paul’s car for the drive to Hollywood. I have to admit there was a little selfishness in that decision. I just wanted a chance to ride in his Corvette again~ I can see his hands start to shake as we pull into the building’s parking lot. He looks calm but I know he has to be freaking out on the inside. Once he parks I pull him into a hug. “It’ll be okay. I’m going to be right there with you. The worst he can do is refuse to see you, and if he does then maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.” He holds me tightly and clings to my shirt. “Thank you again for doing this, Brucie. I have to try. I can’t..have this hanging over my head anymore. I need some damn closure.” I can understand that. I want this to be good for him. I can only hope that it is. 

As soon as we enter the building I feel as if we’ve just stepped out into space. All of the walls are painted with stars, planets and galaxies. I have to say it’s a damn fine job. It certainly fits the company’s namesake. A younger man comes down the hallways towards us. He has a big smile on his face and a head full of blond curls. He holds out his hand for us to shake. “Good morning, gentlemen and welcome to Space Ace PR! I’m Tommy. Is there something I can help you with?” When Paul hesitates I place my hand on his back. “U-um..yes. I’d..like to see Ace. Is he here?” Tommy frowns. “I’m sorry but you need an appointment to see Mr. Frehley. Is it important?” 

“Tell him it’s Paulie. He knows who I am.” 

“O-okay.” 

He clearly has no idea about their history. But he walks off anyway because he wouldn’t be doing his job if he didn’t. Now it’s a waiting game. A game that Paul despises. I’m pretty sure he’s about to wear a hole in the floor from pacing before Tommy finally comes back. “Follow me.” The sheer relief in Paul’s face is nice to see. We go down a long hallway to an elevator that only goes up to the executive offices. The one we’re going to is on the top floor. No wonder he took so long. When the door opens I take Paul’s hand and lead him out. He squeezes my hand when Tommy opens the door. Ace is standing on the other side to greet us. 

“So it really is you, Paulie. I couldn’t believe it when Tommy told me. I had to see for myself.” 

“Hello to you too, Ace.” 

He looks over at me. “Boyfriend?” 

“No. I asked him to come with me for..support. I didn’t think you’d actually bother to let me in.” 

“I almost didn’t. But I figured what you’ve gotta say should be fuckin’ hilarious.” 

The condescension is thick in his tone. I could see Paul trying to back away towards the door. I hold him in place to keep him from bolting. After he takes some time to collect himself he continues. “You might think so..but it needs to be said.” 

“Alright fine. Lay it on me then.” 

He steps closer to Ace and takes his hands, looking him straight in the eyes. “You..didn’t deserve what happened to you. It was my fault..and I lost you because of my selfishness. I can never take back what I’ve done but I want you to know how sorry I am for doing it. I never expected to see you again..but when I found out this was your company I had to come so I could talk to you if you’d let me. I want to reconnect with you..to regain some of what I’ve lost. I’m not expecting anything right away. I only want a chance. Please, Ace.” 

Ace is quiet for a long time. Probably thinking about what to say. Whatever the outcome is I’m so proud of Paul for saying what he said. He can only improve from here..as long as he has someone to help keep him from falling back. “Wow, Paulie I..I think I’m flippin’ my wig a little here. I coulda sworn you just apologized to me and admitted to bein’ an egocentric little bitchcake.” Paul laughs and it’s a delightful sound. “That I did~” Ace then lets out a loud ridiculous cackle that leaves my ears ringing. “You always were full of surprises~! Tell ya what..why don’t we have dinner with Cat and talk things over, hah? Once we get all the mess squared away between the three of us I’ll call it even. Deal?” Paul hugs him tightly. “Anything you say~ I can call Petey when I get back~” 

“Good! Now go feed y’self alright? You’re as white as a ghost! You..uh..what’s your name?” 

“Bruce.” 

“Make sure he eats somethin’ will ya, Brucie? I used to keep tellin’ him that starvin’ himself is no good and it’s still not!” 

I chuckle. “Yes sir, I’ll get right on it~” 

They hug again before we leave. Paul takes my hand again as we head to the elevator. I honestly didn’t expect it to go so smoothly. Maybe the time apart was good for mellowing things out.

“You know what, Brucie? I am starving. Let’s have breakfast~”

Happiness makes his face more vibrant than any makeup..and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen~

To be Continued!!